LYRIC

How long I will exist among dead stars
How long I will be a game without end
I will be waiting travelling to endless skies,
Choked into the seas of your forgetfulness
Like a bird I am flying far away searching for joy to another place
Temptation, destination of desire for every darkness there is a light,
For every innocent soul there is a promise and a god on the skies

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